Don’t get me wrong. If I was stuck on an island that had all my favorite amenities, it would be pretty awesome. Many days, including day, I wish I could escape my troubles to longue on a gorgeous tropical island. You know, with a little fruity or frozen drink in my hand. The sand in my toes and some island music playing in the background.
But there’s a little more to the actual topic of Marketing for Romance Writers (#MFRW) this week and it presents two problems for me.
What I would invent if I were stuck on an island?
That’s the actual topic title. I’m not sure any of the conveniences of a comfortable existence are there yet, and…I would probably fail at inventing anything useful.
If you’ve been around here before, you probably read about the few conveniences of 
life I find essential. Therefore you’d realize that without them I’d be in trouble.
My lips would dry up and crack in no time and I’d probably die of thirst long before it should actually happen due to my psychological need to have water within reach.
So if I was just dumped off on the island with nothing, I’d be in trouble.
First, unless by some miracle I find out how to invent a better sunscreen than rolling in some disgusting mud (eww) it won’t be long until my pasty Irish skin is lobster red. The island might lose some of it’s beauty when you’re in agony. Hence, further impairing my ability to become inspired with an invention. Plus the burn might prevent me from having the capability to carry out with it’s creation.
Most Writers Don’t Like Math
I’ve had many ideas that I thought would be a great invention, but then I’d have absolutely no idea how to even begin the 
process—and often even less desire to do so. It seems that there would be math involved.
Then lacking funding or know-how to proceed, I’d need to find get the help of a Shark. The mere thought of which (especially while on a desert island) is enough to make me burrow in the sand.
Whether It’s encountering one in the beautiful blue waters as I try to wash off the stinky mud that’s saving my skin, or standing in front of a group of investors who would inevitably expect some “numbers.”
Again, with the math?
That’s Why I Write About Magic
Time and time again, I’ve mentioned my amazement at the little things in life, and especially technology. I’ve yet to wrap my mind around how a microwave or fax machine can possibly work, and really, I have no desire to learn as long as it works. I’d much rather dream about magic.
Because that’s what most of those #inventions really are to me, #magic. #MFRW Share on XBut if I really had to name one thing I’d invent while I was on that island, first I have to clarify that all the other stuff is already there. Because I’m a simple girl, but do have some basic needs to satisfy in order to meet a higher level of thinking.
Then I’d invent a tele-portal (been waiting on one of these things, come on math-ey people—invent away!).
I could use the tele-portal to escape to the island when I just had too much adult-ing and reality, but then I could go back if I needed to get some more ice for my water. Cause you know, those islands can get pretty hot.
Tele-port Yourself On Over to the Other Author Blogs
This is a blog hop, so perhaps we have some other math-ey inventors within the mix of authors who are creating some super 
fabulous things.
If so, maybe I need to get stuck on the island with them just long enough to take advantage of their cool stuff
Ah, a teleport would be an awesome invention. But since I am also not one of the math-ey people, I guess I will have to join you in the long wait until someone invents one!
Saw teleport to the other blogs and thought if we could do that we’d teleport off the island. Then remembered didn’t like my atoms scattered around the universe. (aka Bones McCoy) Like you I’d rather have all the amenities and necessities already on the island before I’m stranded.
I share your aversion to math. Really, anything that would have to be invented would require advanced mathematical calculations that I simple could not perform. Like you, I tend to believe the modern conveniences operate on magic. Now, magic I understand!
I am not sure I could even think straight under the circumstances, so math is totally out of the question. I can only hope for rescue! Or a friendly wolf pack willing to adopt me.
Yup, I’m with you on the teleporter. I would want off the island, but I’m not really techy so there would be an issue in getting it invented. Same with the need for constant chapstick of some sort. If I just stick to my plan of no cruises, then I run less risk of being stuck on an island somewhere.